A carriage is driving on the streets of the downtown city.

The horse is a tall horse with dark and soft fur and bright eyes.

The car is a high-top car made of ebony, which is expensive and low-key and luxurious.

Sitting upright in the carriage, closing one's eyes to rest was a middle-aged man wearing a white robe and a gloomy face.

This man's surname is Bai and his name is Yongyan. He is a guest at the Shu King's Mansion. He is good at elixir and medicine, and has Feng Shui and geomantics. He is deeply trusted by the Shu King.

In addition, he has another identity - the deputy helm leader of the Holy White Lotus Herringbone.

Da da da da da.

The horse's hooves are crisp and cannot be covered even in the streets of downtown.

Suddenly, Bai Yongyan opened his eyes and whispered to the coachman in front through the roller blind: "Stop Jilintang ahead."

Jilintang is the name of a pharmacy shop. Every once in a while, Bai Yongyan, who is a alchemist, will go to the pharmacy to buy medicinal materials.

The carriage slowly stopped, Bai Yongyan walked out of the carriage, looked up at the yellow gourd hanging under the plaque of Jilin Hall, and casually told the coachman to wait outside the door for a while, then he stepped into the pharmacy.

The shopkeeper saw that the old customer was extremely enthusiastic and asked the client to greet several customers. He walked out of the counter and walked forward respectfully, saying respectfully: "Mr. Bai, you are here, what medicine should you catch today?"

Bai Yongyan had no expression on his face, but said lightly: "Banfeng, wolfberry leaves, Poria cocos, three-year tiger blood vine..."

When the name of the medicinal materials was reported, the shopkeeper frowned and recalled it, hesitantly said: "It's a coincidence that the three-year-old tiger blood vine has been sold out here. Why don't I take you to the warehouse to see it? A few of them have been there for two years."

"Um."

Bai Yongyan nodded, led by the shopkeeper of the medicine shop, walked up the second floor and came to an empty room.

There was no one around, and the shopkeeper of the medicine shop bowed respectfully to Bai Yongyan and said softly: "Mr. Bai, Master Song is waiting for you inside."

"Open the door."

Bai Yongyan said indifferently.

This Jilin Hall is the industry of the Luzhou branch of the White Lotus Sect. The pharmacy shopkeepers and the shop assistants are all believers in the White Lotus.

Usually, they operate normally, save the world by hanging pots, sell medicine to save people,

But if the Holy White Lotus gives orders, they can poison the medicine with a frenzy, and even release poisons, contaminating the water source of the entire Luzhou.

As a guest official of the Shu Palace, Bai Yongyan has a special identity and cannot be exposed.

Whenever the superior wants to contact him, he will quietly change the size, color, and pattern of the gourd hanging at the door of Jilin Hall.

Meet in the secret room of Jilin Hall.

The shopkeeper took off the key from his waist and opened a secret door.

The secret door leads to another room, and several people have already sat in the room.

Song Jie, the rudder of the Luzhou branch of the Saint White Lotus, several deputy rudders who are on par with Bai Yongyan, and... two young women in white clothes?

Bai Yongyan's heart moved. He seemed to have seen these two women somewhere.

He stepped into the secret door and as the door closed, he also remembered the two women, which turned out to be the maids beside the Son of White Lotus.

‘How could they come?’

Bai Yongyan was a little puzzled. The White Lotus Cult forces in Luzhou City were basically all private troops of a certain guardian.

The guardian and the holy son were not in the way, and had several frictions and conflicts.

How could the Holy Son's maid appear in Luzhou? And it seems that the leader of Luzhou Song Jie still had a good conversation with them?

Isn’t Song Jie afraid that someone would report to the Dharma Protector and remove him from his post?

Or is it that the Dharma Protector has given up competition with the Holy Son and lived in peace?

Bai Yongyan's mind changed rapidly, but there was no expression on his face.

When Song Jie saw Bai Yongyan approaching, he stood up and greeted him with a smile, "Mr. Bai is here, please sit down."

Bai Yongyan sat on the chair and bowed his hand. His eyes swept over the two maids, and asked knowingly: "Master, these two are..."

Song Jie introduced: "These two sisters of the Holy Sect are the maids beside my Holy Son. This time I came to Luzhou to discuss with our Luzhou branch to discuss the auspicious affairs of the Annan mission."

"This...hasn't the matter been negotiated?"

Bai Yongyan hesitated and said, "After entering Luzhou, Annan delegation will go to Yongling Temple to settle down. The next day, the King of Shu will hold a banquet in the royal palace. Welcome the Annan delegation,

At that time, we will work together inside and outside, and at the end of the banquet, we will surprise the Shu Palace and forcefully plunder the iron cage that imprisoned Xiangrui."

The senior executives of the White Lotus Sect attached great importance to this plan and started planning a few months ago.

In order to increase the probability of success, the Holy Tribe protector distributed supplies to the Luzhou branch, trying to arm the people participating in the plan to the teeth.

"It's true that it was."

Song Jie nodded and looked at the two maids, "But now there is something special..."

Bai Yongyan frowned and asked, "What's the situation?"

"We want to be closer to the scene where things happened,"

Song Jie said slowly: "It's not that I don't believe you, but if I can be on the scene, I will definitely increase the probability of success in the action.

So, can you arrange a seat for us at the banquet?"

"What?"

Bai Yongyan frowned, stood up and said in a low voice: "Impossible! The Shu Palace is very cautious. Even if I, a guest minister who has been in the Palace for ten years, I just have the opportunity to attend the dinner.

There is no hope for additional seating.”

His gaze, dissatisfied with doubt, jumped back and forth between Song Jie and the two maids, "Song Lord, is this the meaning of the guardian, or is it your own idea?"

"It's my own idea."

Song Jie sighed, looked at the maid, and sighed, "Since you can't arrange a seat, you have to adopt the second plan."

"The second plan?"

Bai Yongyan felt something was wrong. All the sights in the narrow room were attached to him, cold and indifferent, as if they were about to swallow him.

"yes."

Song Jie nodded, "Look, can you take the initiative to give up this face, let us replace you and enter the Shu Palace..."

While speaking, Song Jie's face was also changing quietly.

forehead, eyes, nose bridge, mouth and ears, hair...

Until the last word was finished, Song Jie's face turned out to be exactly the same as Bai Yongyan.

"you!"

Bai Yongyan sat up from the chair and looked at Song Jie in fear, "Did you imitate my face?"

"It's not just about imitating your entire face."

Song Jie shook his head and showed a sinister and weird smile, "Since you are unwilling to cooperate with me well, I have to invite you to go to hell."

He, the two dignified and noble maids, and the faces, bodies, limbs, and other deputy rudders of the Luzhou branch,

Fine green plant fibers are constantly pouring out.

Endless vines hang on the ground, spreading rapidly along the floor, filling all the gaps in the room,
Chapter completed!